Seriously, my friend Jeff and I went out on the town the night of September 10th. On the morning of September 11th, I was dealing with a hang over and trying of figure out what had happened that night with the woman who was by my side when I woke up. Once everyone was awake, Jeff turned on the radio in order to get the morning headlines. When I heard a report indicating that one of the World Trade Center Buildings was on fire, I was a little confused (I still had a headache, etc.). My first thought was that they must be doing some sort of program about the terrorist bombing on February 26th, 1993. A moment later, I learned that the south tower had collapsed, and that our country was under attack.